Bright Spot

I often turn the phone ringer off during nap time and today was no exception. Imagine my curiousity when I received a phone message today from a place I had never even heard of. The voice on the other end was that of a pleasant-sounding lady. "Hello, Rebecca, we have a delivery for you and were wondering if you could call us back to set up a convenient time."
Was this a joke? a pre-recorded message? a wrong number?
I listened again.
It sounded legitimate enough.
I listened a third time. A delivery for me? from a florist? from who? why?
I had never heard of such a thing - except for other people.
Still curious (but also excited) I called back.
I set up a time and resisted the urge to ask who it could possibly be from. To me, half the joy of a gift is the surprise.
I came back from the school run as curious as ever.
Inside the packaging was a beautiful note from four beautiful friends from university.
Imagine the smile that I had when I got to open up these lovelies.
Imagine the smile inside when I got to look at them all week.













If you know me, you will know that tulips are among my favourite flower - for many reasons. Something about their simple beauty just whispers "life" "joy" "anticipation."